up.”
The sheriff’s tough line against Kim started to dissolve. He started to see the holes that Mr. Hayes was able to place in the case, and the holes would not hold up if the case ever went to trial. Mr. Hayes’s mention of another brutal, ferocious murder played in a loop over and over in the sheriff’s mind. Wrongly accusing the mayor’s daughter would have ended his career entirely.
Mr. Hayes felt the winds of the case going his way; he demanded the evidence to be re-examined. “I think we need to look at all the evidence, and re-interview this supposed witness,” he explained to the sheriff and detective.
The sheriff nodded in agreement with the idea, but Mulling saw it as a tactic to shakedown the witness. After a 3 hour delay, a skinny young waiter from the Johnson Resort came down to the police station. He had no idea the impact his account of the night would have. This time, the waiter’s account about the night changed.
“I never saw Mr. Johnson’s daughter, no sir,” stated the waiter, sweating profusely in the interrogation room.
“Are you sure?” Mulling asked, his temper getting the better of him. “Who got to you? Why are you recanting the story?”
“I never meant to hurt anyone! I cannot let someone innocent go to jail,” the scared waiter explained. I am not too sure if I saw Kim; there were many ladies that night.
“I guess that’s that,” said Mr. Hayes, folding his arms in triumph.
“You bastards! Go get my daughter,” demanded Mr. Johnson. “The young man just said that my daughter wasn’t seen entering the room where Jasmine died.”
After the recant by the witness, the sheriff knew what he had to do. He ordered two officers immediately.
The two officers shuffled off to the holding area. Without a witness placing Kim in the room with Jasmine, there wasn’t a strong case for murder. Speculation was the only weapon Detective Mulling had left, but it wasn’t enough to keep Kim in jail. Kim was finally released.
Chapter 4
Even though Kim had finally been released from jail, the nightmare was still not over. The mayor’s position had already been called into questioning, thanks to his daughter’s arrest. Detective Mulling, and many other officers, still felt Kim was a good suspect, but they just couldn’t prove it. The rumor mills in town got wind of Kim’s pending murder charges and Huntington no longer trusted the mayor; they wanted a new leader.
“Sir, all your supporters have met with people all over town and the distrust keeps getting worse. I think you should seriously consider stepping down as mayor,” persuaded one of the mayor’s advisors.
Charging through the door unannounced, Kim paraded one of her delicious treats.
“Here, Dad, this will cheer you up! Mom’s chocolate cream pie!” Mr. Johnson plastered on a fake smile as if in delight. It was the first time Kim had seemed happy about anything since going to jail; he didn’t want to kill the moment.
For days, Kim had locked herself away in the kitchen at the Johnson Resort, making numerous pies and cupcakes she alone couldn’t possibly eat. She distracted herself in the kitchen, far away from the real world.
“Honey, I can’t right now. Maybe later,” Mr. Johnson explained.
“Dad, I made all this food so you’d better take some,” Kim demanded.
“Okay, but this young fellow is going to try some as well,” Mr. Johnson added.
“No sir, that’s fine. I’m not hungry,” the advisor claimed as he quivered in his seat to hide his discomfort.
“Nonsense! You must try my pie; it will change your life,” insisted Kim, pushing her chocolate pie within his peripheral view. There was nowhere to go; the mouthwatering dessert was calling his name. He took one bite, and then demolished the pie; he even requested more.
Deep down, Kim started to wonder. Why didn’t he want to try the treat at first? Was it because he thinks I’m a killer? She
The sheriff’s tough line against Kim started to dissolve. He started to see the holes that Mr. Hayes was able to place in the case, and the holes would not hold up if the case ever went to trial. Mr. Hayes’s mention of another brutal, ferocious murder played in a loop over and over in the sheriff’s mind. Wrongly accusing the mayor’s daughter would have ended his career entirely.
Mr. Hayes felt the winds of the case going his way; he demanded the evidence to be re-examined. “I think we need to look at all the evidence, and re-interview this supposed witness,” he explained to the sheriff and detective.
The sheriff nodded in agreement with the idea, but Mulling saw it as a tactic to shakedown the witness. After a 3 hour delay, a skinny young waiter from the Johnson Resort came down to the police station. He had no idea the impact his account of the night would have. This time, the waiter’s account about the night changed.
“I never saw Mr. Johnson’s daughter, no sir,” stated the waiter, sweating profusely in the interrogation room.
“Are you sure?” Mulling asked, his temper getting the better of him. “Who got to you? Why are you recanting the story?”
“I never meant to hurt anyone! I cannot let someone innocent go to jail,” the scared waiter explained. I am not too sure if I saw Kim; there were many ladies that night.
“I guess that’s that,” said Mr. Hayes, folding his arms in triumph.
“You bastards! Go get my daughter,” demanded Mr. Johnson. “The young man just said that my daughter wasn’t seen entering the room where Jasmine died.”
After the recant by the witness, the sheriff knew what he had to do. He ordered two officers immediately.
The two officers shuffled off to the holding area. Without a witness placing Kim in the room with Jasmine, there wasn’t a strong case for murder. Speculation was the only weapon Detective Mulling had left, but it wasn’t enough to keep Kim in jail. Kim was finally released.
Chapter 4
Even though Kim had finally been released from jail, the nightmare was still not over. The mayor’s position had already been called into questioning, thanks to his daughter’s arrest. Detective Mulling, and many other officers, still felt Kim was a good suspect, but they just couldn’t prove it. The rumor mills in town got wind of Kim’s pending murder charges and Huntington no longer trusted the mayor; they wanted a new leader.
“Sir, all your supporters have met with people all over town and the distrust keeps getting worse. I think you should seriously consider stepping down as mayor,” persuaded one of the mayor’s advisors.
Charging through the door unannounced, Kim paraded one of her delicious treats.
“Here, Dad, this will cheer you up! Mom’s chocolate cream pie!” Mr. Johnson plastered on a fake smile as if in delight. It was the first time Kim had seemed happy about anything since going to jail; he didn’t want to kill the moment.
For days, Kim had locked herself away in the kitchen at the Johnson Resort, making numerous pies and cupcakes she alone couldn’t possibly eat. She distracted herself in the kitchen, far away from the real world.
“Honey, I can’t right now. Maybe later,” Mr. Johnson explained.
“Dad, I made all this food so you’d better take some,” Kim demanded.
“Okay, but this young fellow is going to try some as well,” Mr. Johnson added.
“No sir, that’s fine. I’m not hungry,” the advisor claimed as he quivered in his seat to hide his discomfort.
“Nonsense! You must try my pie; it will change your life,” insisted Kim, pushing her chocolate pie within his peripheral view. There was nowhere to go; the mouthwatering dessert was calling his name. He took one bite, and then demolished the pie; he even requested more.
Deep down, Kim started to wonder. Why didn’t he want to try the treat at first? Was it because he thinks I’m a killer? She
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